After two months of watching thousands, nay, tens-of-thousands fly care-free over the Upstate countryside–the season for freezing in...

I’m slow to type this morning. Sitting at my desk in the front room, looking out the window at passing traffic on Main Street. Sun. A...

We settle in the furrows. Busted cornstalk & camo. Coffee, pipe and tobacco for me, graham crackers, juice and a goose call for Cam. My...

* The 6th installment in a series of sections from my Masters thesis, which was (in large part) about fishing. [20] Villager Restaurant....

I was born with a sense for the changing seasons, as was my dad. This is not too terribly profound a birthright, since Winter, Spring and...

Independence Day weekend was upon us and my wife, three kids and I were staying with friends in their cabin in Old Forge to celebrate....

It’s been said that parents need to let their children make mistakes. Protecting them 100% of the time, while most likely keeping them...

Ahhh, mid-summer. The prelude to fall…my favorite time of year. Cicadas have begun to echo their rattling song in the lush heavy-ness of...

I was in 8th grade. Live Aid and We are the World. Reagan was sworn in for a second term. The first WrestleMania went top-rope at the...

While the phone didn’t play nice for Saturday’s outing, it made up for itself on Sunday with the boys. Here’s a little recap of the...

Saturday’s kayak excursion delivered one very nice largemouth (see below), a mess of panfish, a lot of paddling and a chance to see one...

Father’s day is this weekend. I honestly had no idea. I’ve got to get out from under this rock… Now that I’m cognizant of the fact that...

One very cool thing about this blog is the fact that my kids, when they’re old enough to appreciate it, will have a pretty exhaustive...

I turned right out of the driveway onto Main Street, as I do every weekday morning–the kids clamoring from the back seat for for me to...

I’ve been silently beating myself up a lot lately for being strict with my kids. Sometimes down-right hard-ass. I feel like I’m in a...

We’re in a new house. Moved in on New Years Day in the middle of the coldest, snowiest winter week in Upstate NY so far this season. I’m...

My wife and I lived in Virginia from ’00 to ’04 while I was in grad school for poetry. By ’03 we were already two kids heavier and I had...

I should start out by saying that my dad and I have not had good luck when it comes to hunting geese together. We’ve largely been...

For my nephew, rest in peace kiddo… STEPHEN JACK Short days. Bright leaves. Summer daydreams have run off— like little boys for pick-up...

I just spent this past Sunday with my 7 year old daughter at a lacrosse tournament. She was playing with the 3rd and 4th grade girls...